Number One Ugly Husband

33. Such a Psycho (1)

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

 “Deacon Tao, where are we going?” Looking at the construction site moving further in their back, Bao Ye asked curiously.

Deacon Tao glanced at him from the rear mirror and replied nothing.

Bao Ye remembered the words Dongling Ce said last night. “A fun game”, wouldn’t it be another prank?”

Drove into the Northern District, the car slowed down when passing by the slave farm.

The whole slave farm is enclosed by steel webs, from the outside, you could see many pregnant women walking inside the farm, and kids under 7 years old playing around. A herd of deacons walked through the kids, to select proper ones to be the new slaves.

 

When the deacons started to take the kids out of the farm, both the kids and their mother cried. Other mother-to-be and children were all covered in sadness. This is the sorrow for the human farm.

The female slaves on the farm began to give birth to a child since 18 years old. They raised the child till his or her six year old and got sold blindly, then began the next round of conception. Not until the female slaves reached their thirties, the circulation of conception wouldn’t be replaced by easy jobs elsewhere.

The car stoped at House of Moon beside the farm.

Several large trucks stoped at the gate of House of Moon, the drivers and deacons were smoking and chatting. On the opposite side stood the House of Romance, with several trucks hauled outside as well.

Bao Ye frowned as soon as he saw the name of the two houses.

House of Moon and House of Romance were all sporting house, the former is for men, and the latter for women. They are one of the rewards from the owner: outstanding slaves would be sent here to release their sexual desire.

A crowd of middle and inferior male slaves walked out of the House of Moon with satisfactory, then a crowd of inferior female slaves went out of the House of Romance with laughters.

The deacons and the drivers dropped the cigarettes and shouted at the slaves to get on the truck.

Deacon Tao turned to Bao Ye, “Master Jin, here we are, please get off.”

“Why do you send me here?” Bao Ye got off the car and asked.

“According to His Majesty, your yesterday’s sweat worth today’s treat.”

Bao Ye stared at him with his eyes widely opened, “What? That psy…saintliness highness wanted me to…do something with the woman in the House of Moon?”

“His majesty said you need to be luckier.”

Bao Ye, “…”

Alas, that was the meaning of his “lucky” last night. That was sheer “lucky”.

“What else did his majesty command?”

“His majesty commanded that you need to stay here till one o’clock in the afternoon.

This meant that Bao Ye couldn’t use his power to escape, and he could get out after one o’clock.

Bao Ye felt released.

The psychopath still held some conscience, he didn’t force Bao Ye to have sex with a woman he didn’t like.

Deacon Tao walked beside the gate, “Get in.”

Bao Ye hesitated, “Won’t you drug me after I come in?”

Tao’s lip tips twitched.

With his super ugly face, there was no need to drug him.

Anyway, the female slaves in the whorehouse should be drugged, otherwise no one would like to sex with him.

Sounds of sneer burst around Bao Ye’s ears.

“Your majesty?” Bao Ye quickly turned back and looked around but found no trace of Dongling Ce. He had to spoke to the air, “Jesus, my lord, could you please spend all your tricks at once? Do you really enjoy this?”

“Blame to days, they are too boring.” Sluggish voice delivered to Bao Ye’s ears.

Rolling his eyes, Bao Ye walked into the gate, “How bored are you? You need to make fun on a little slave?”

“I’m bored to ruin the world.”

Bao Ye felt that his words were not a joke, “Even though you’ve got such a big construction site, you couldn’t find anything for fun?”

“I am waiting for that to be excavated. Maybe I will be less bored after that. But the waiting is bored.”

“What is ‘that’?” Bao Ye asked, and his eyes were brimmed with flickering lights.

“That is a…a thing that I don’t need, but everyone else want to hold.”

Bao Ye was stunned, he didn’t presume that Dongling Ce didn’t need the thing underground.

Dongling Ce remained silent after that.

Walking into the House of Moon, Bao Ye was shocked by the naked bodies waving in front of him. After he took another look at them, he found that, despite women, some men were also naked, and they were old enough to be Bao Ye’s grandma and grandpa. With wrinkles crawling all over their body, they were walking, baldly, with sagging breasts and protruding bellies.

The deacon of the House of Moon walked to Bao Ye, “Hello. Are you Mr. Jin?”

Bao Ye nodded and pointed at the walking old slaves, “Does the House of Moon only contain old people?”

Looking at the old slaves, the deacon burst a laugher, “Of course not, the slaves in the House of Moon are all young girls before thirties.”

“So they are….”

“They are Mr. Dongling’s gifts for you.”

Bao Ye: “… ! !”